She knew the photographs would be splendid, and now for the really candid shots.She pulled her mouth away from his and forced him to turn over on his ...ack. She began kissing him as she slowly drew a line with her tongue down across his chest, past the belly button, until she reached the pubic forest where one huge tree grew to enormous height. She clamped her lips over it and was rewarded with a low moan of pleasure. She kept her mouth there until she was sure the photograph had been taken.. "Now fuck the arse off him, Marcel. If what he wants so much, let him have it!” Lucy’s breathing was heaving now with pent up anger and arousal, her breasts rising and falling under her tight blouse. Marcel did as he was told and opened his flies pulling out his already erect cock. Pushing Krisie down into the mattress with one hand, he pulled aside his girlfriend's panties with the other, slipping down to cup Kris’s silk-covered balls, and spat on his own cock. He didn't spare him but forced a. Her head dropped forward as I thrust, and she moaned: "Oh you fucker! You dirty fucker!" An exaltation that was enough to tip me over the edge. I gripped her hips tightly as I emptied my seed deep inside her.Half-an-hour (and three goblets of Prosecco) later, Alicea was sitting cross-legged and naked on a threadbare old chaise lounge. She gave me a wicked grin. "Well, who'd have thought it?" Thought what?" Who'd have thought that within an hour of arriving in Venice for the first time, I'd be. He gave her a longing look as he drove away. I followed Khun back to the park. There were several guys playing cricket. She climbed up on the bleachers to watch, and I climbed up beside her. “Did you get all that?” was the only thing she asked me. I said that I had taped it all, both times. “Good,” she said. We watched for another half an hour, and then the game broke up, the players starting to walk back to their cars. Someone opened up a cooler and passed out beers. Khun jumped down.